Author: listwithpaula

First Snow

With his legs crossed at the ankles, Papaw leaned against the door jamb of the bedroom. His blue eyes shone with the gleam of anticipation. It was a cold morning. My sister and I...

You May Only Come This Far

Since our property borders a creek, it isn’t easy to mow. It seems you are constantly claiming hills or racing towards valleys that were formed by nature to funnel rainfall into the creek. I’m...

A Foot in the Door

The gas stations of my childhood no longer exist. Gone are the days when you pulled up to a facility, rolled the window down, and received a warm welcome from the gas station attendant....

His Shadow

We are blessed to have a cabin on the river. During construction we decided to leave a small buffer between the cabin and the riverfront for privacy. We came to appreciate the buffer even...

Broken to Beautiful

Birthed from his desire to bring beauty back to the streets of his hometown of Lagos Nigeria, sculptor Nkwocha Ernest gathers old remnants of tires and meticulously arranges the pieces into artwork. His choice...

Level Up

Video games were never the focus of our son’s down time. Hunting, fishing and baseball dominated his hours out of the classroom. My great nephew, however, was the complete opposite. He spent the bulk...

Remnant

When I was a little girl, my grandmother spent hours piecing and stitching quilts. Unlike modern quilters that purchase textiles to create artistic show pieces in specific color schemes, my grandmother saved every remnant...

Schooling Fish

I love watching a large school of bait fish twist and turn in what could be labeled a highly choreographed dance. But what appears to be perfect unison, is nothing more than a close-knit...

Unlimited Grace

Though my grandmother’s kitchen was small, big things happened there. Every bowl, pot and tray that came out of her kitchen was filled with good old-fashioned home-style cooking. She measured in pinches, dabs and...

Dreams to Reality…

If I can dream it, my son can build it! Plans for a rolling planter with hidden wheels took seed in my mind. It didn’t take long for him to gather some scrap lumber...